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Chapter 420 Dumbledore made big news
"So, Taylor, your weird school finally gave you a holiday?"

"Yes, Hogwarts is closed for the holidays, Madam Camille."

Andrew was pulling the suitcase and talking to Mrs. Camille.

"How's your study going lately?"

Mrs. Camille looked at his hands scrutinizingly and asked very seriously.

"I'm doing pretty well in math, and we just started a Latin course this semester, which I'm doing pretty well in."

Andrew told the lie he had prepared before leaving.

"Latin...it seems like you guys are really learning some serious stuff. How about a nice day today?"

Mrs. Camille smiled, but she didn't stop what she was doing. She directly grabbed Andrew's left hand and checked it, and even rolled up his sleeve to take a closer look at his arm.

"It sounds like it was taught by a theology professor. Very standard, very good - you've become a lot stronger and taller than when you left for the summer, Taylor."

As she spoke, she took Andrew's hand and sniffed it, "Well, you haven't learned to smoke yet, don't touch tobacco, let alone leaves or anything like that."

"I always keep that in mind, Madame Camille."

Andrew responded seriously—not everyone has the patience to check these messy details.

But the one who came back with him was in trouble because his fingers smelled of cigarettes...

"Hiss... the cane is so crisp when it's whipped..."

Andrew ignored the cries and shouts outside accompanied by the sound of canes, and said goodbye to Mrs. Camille very happily, "Can I go back to my room, Mrs. Camille?"

"Go back, it's just a bit messy. I thought you were going to stay in school for the holidays again. How long will the holiday be this time?"

“The professor was very generous throughout the entire holiday because I did a small favor.”

Andrew said with a bit of pride.

"Well, that's good. Seeing as how hard you're trying to learn a new language, it doesn't seem like you've offended the professor. Bring your sheets and clean your room yourself. I'm busy these days."

Of course there were no new sheets, but there were clean old sheets. As for cleaning, Andrew felt that his spells were pretty good - it just needed to be covered up and could not be cleaned immediately.

When I got back to the room, I pretended to get the broom and mop and cleaned up the dust that had accumulated from not being used for a long time. Then I changed the sheets and quilt covers - it wasn't a very strenuous job, and it was even easier with the help of magic.

"It's done. I'll open the box and take out the gift later. I'm going to get used to getting out of bed first. I almost don't recognize it anymore."

Andrew lay comfortably on the bed and began to think about whether there were any loopholes in his actions today - he couldn't come back and have problems with the first spell he cast. Minister Fudge had given him enough face, so he couldn't act recklessly...

"It's safe... It's all safe. There's no sign of any magic being exposed. The box is well sealed. Next, I just need to divide up the snacks I bought in London. I'll also take out the Vulgate and consolidate my language learning."

"But now, let me lie down for a while. Train travel is really tiring..."

Andrew sighed and closed his eyes.

When he woke up again, he heard a rustling sound at the door - it was obvious that the little guys had been lying at the door several times, waiting for the gifts he brought.

"I have to go out, or I'll be the clock-in point today..." Andrew got up with a smile, then took the things out of the box, walked to the door, opened it suddenly, and caught the guy who fell in with his hand, "Let me see, who's here?"

...

'After the division, everything is quiet and peaceful. Now we can just spend our days leisurely. Take your time. Don't rush. Maybe we can even have a snowball fight or something...'

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"I'm so stupid..."

Andrew was holding a newspaper - the Daily Prophet he had just bought.

"I was so focused on Christmas that I forgot about the whole thing."

He stared at the headline of the newspaper and laughed.

"I was saying, such a serious matter, with such grave consequences, even with Professor McGonagall involved, but there hasn't been any splash - so they're waiting for this time."

He said, why was he allowed to rest for such a long vacation all at once? Professor McGonagall didn't even let him take enough vacation time during the summer vacation, let alone the more than 20 days of Christmas vacation!

"So it's public opinion protection. That's right, this kind of thing, no matter which wizard is responsible, it will be very troublesome, and only Dumbledore can stop it all."

He put down the Daily Prophet in his hand - on the front page, Dumbledore's picture was smiling at him.

The title of the newspaper is also very simple.

Respect for wizards and magic - Dumbledore calls for an extension of the Animal Breeding and Experimentation Act.

"What kind of appeal is this? It's just legislation, waiting for public approval and then a vote to pass it..."

'According to the newspaper, the new regulations are even more perfect...'

Andrew read some of the content and confirmed that the content was very rigorous and definitely not something that could be produced overnight.

"My address has not been exposed, but Hogwarts obviously cannot stop the school directors and those experts, so Dumbledore has to face the pressure himself. Of course, judging from what the headmaster said, it should be done during the Christmas holidays - if it is done earlier, Professor McGonagall might take me back to work overtime..."

He had a bad premonition in his mind, but no matter how he calculated it, this premonition might come true...

'Calling for a ban on research into the reproductive behavior of non-wizards themselves, granting unlimited self-defense rights to wizards born from the persecution of this new black magic when facing persecutors, and obtaining officially recognized wizard status after the victim kills the persecutor, and granting wizards who assist in the rescue behavior the right to obtain half of the black wizard's wealth...'

Andrew translated the terms into a format that was easy for him to understand, and then read the published terms one by one.

'Although we still can't completely stop those lunatics, we have already used the law to the maximum extent to stop those experimenters... There will definitely be some changes in the future, but how it will develop next is unknown.'

'Although there are a few dark wizards who may associate this with something, it is much better than if everyone were to do it and then discover the bad consequences. The headmaster's prestige is also the most important reason why it can be suppressed before any bad consequences occur.'

"That's how I put it... Last year I thought it was dangerous enough for Hagrid to have a dragon, but now that something more dangerous has appeared, dragons don't seem to matter anymore..."

Andrew shook his head, read the newspaper again, and then burned it - this copy of the Daily Prophet was enough to cause trouble.

"Wait a minute. I won't have to worry about being called back until things calm down."

(End of this chapter)